"Marry me," the spider said to the flea.
Don't you find it cute to live on my web?
No, I will never forget your blather.
On your bedside, my brother in your deb.
You asked for a snack, left me, and be back.
Suddenly, you began weaving your neb.
Wrapped in a silk cage, promise not to age.
Until your last breath rematches the ebb.
What did you expect? Didn't you yet elect?
I'd act the same manner I did before.
You gasp, those deeds. Stay on the web with me.
to handle a minuscule bite and more.
Here lies the prob, no aim to let you sob.
because wedding you seem to be reckless.
The goal of a smooth life isn't a fool strife
In an auld silken entangle speckless.
Don't argue to love less, be deep and guess.
Your brother was so tasty, as a nap.
What have you just done? a fresh web you've spun!
She grinned as she closed the remaining gap.
2nd place contest winner
Written: February 27, 2023
Nursery Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Eve Roper
sifting shifting streams
falling star trying to get away from the others
Neb you
lah to follow
so powerful e
motive to be a ware-we need more wares
Tiggering (as in like Pooh's Tigger)
spond
spond
get it respawned
and yawned
how many of you have died
but still i awe at your deadlight
and the whispered hmm bites
You press the keys time and again
And errors bog you with flat disdain
In vain you try and rack your brain
To figure what has derailed the train
The website is but a tangled web
That sinks your spirits to a new ebb
Supposedly a tool to expedite work
Actually a means to shut your neb
On its homepage, the motto to dangle
Must be YOUR NEEVES WE JAR AND JANGLE
AS EXPLETIVES POUR OUT OF YOUR MOUTH
YOUR PEACE OF MIND WE LOVE TO MANGLE
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